This battle gave people an even stronger shock, so much so that there was a moment of dead silence. [Fast updates, clean website pages, few ads, I like this kind of website the most, be sure to praise it]
Under normal circumstances, they would always win when they met mortals, and they were known as the strongest. This can be seen from the previous battles.
But now, Dolph Hill actually used two kicks to end the battle.
After the battle was over, the powerful energy fluctuations were still raging. Feeling the remnants of the energy, even the expressions of the sixth-level pseudo-gods became unnatural.
Dolph Hill fell on the court, and then glanced at Zi Chen indifferently. In his opinion, the only person qualified to be his opponent was Zi Chen.
Zi Chen was silent. To be honest, Dolf Hill's power really surprised him. He felt the opponent's difficulty, and also felt that the opponent would be his number one rival.
"The battle is over, the top eight will be decided tomorrow!"
A cold voice came from the high platform, and then the spectators began to leave.
In these sixteen battles today, sixteen people were eliminated, and tomorrow eight people will be eliminated.
The coachman who had left earlier appeared again, and the five people took the initiative to get on the carriage without his instructions.
As 'mortals' in the eyes of these people, Zi Chen and others are not qualified to spend the night in this divine city.
It seemed that by the way, the other party was the first to send Zi Chen to the Jiang Mansion. When he got off the car, Dolph Hill sneered: "I said, don't be eliminated in the battle tomorrow, otherwise it will be too boring.
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"The same to you!"
Zi Chen responded lightly, got off the carriage and walked towards the craftsman's house.
When he walked into the craftsman's house, Lei Ming was waiting for him, but he didn't ask him about the victory or defeat.
Obviously, as the star of life, it would be really embarrassing if he was eliminated in the first game.
Back at his residence, Zi Chen lay on the bed, thinking about the battle during the day. The fighting methods of the six-level pseudo-gods were not much different, and there was no evenly matched battle, so it was difficult to evaluate.
But what concerned him was Dolf Hill. The opponent's strength was beyond his expectation. Even the moment the opponent took action, Zi Chen clearly felt the tension and fear in the eyes of those sixth-level pseudo-gods.
"How come you have such strong power?" Zi Chen frowned, looking very puzzled.
The next day, the coachman from yesterday arrived again. Zi Chen, who got on the carriage, saw that several contestants were actually there.
"We have nothing to do and want to see the outcome." Jiatu Huangtu said looking at the stunned Zi Chen. [There are almost all the books I want to read. They are much more stable and faster than ordinary websites. They are updated in full text.
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Zi Chen smiled and nodded. Those people were there yesterday, especially the one who was beaten violently by Dong Yin indirectly because of him. The moment Zi Chen came in, a cold look flashed in his eyes.
Light.
Returning to yesterday's square again, all the contestants have arrived, even those false gods who have been defeated and eliminated.
Among them, Lin En was in the team, but unlike yesterday when he was lying down to watch the battle, today he was able to stand up.
Zi Chen got off the carriage, and Lin En's resentful eyes were cast towards him. There was also an expression of gloating in his eyes.
Zi Chen glanced at the opponent lightly and said with a smile: "You are recovering well? What, are you interested in continuing to lie down and watch today's game?"
"Humph, this is a sacred city, do you have the guts to take action?" Lin En snorted coldly, showing no sign of weakness.
"We can apply for another match. For example, you didn't perform well in yesterday's match. In this way, don't you also have one more chance to compete?" Zi Chen said with a faint smile.
Lin En's mouth twitched slightly, and then he said coldly: "Boring!"
After that, he turned his head and looked aside, ignoring Zi Chen. It was obvious that he was really timid.
"Don't be anxious, I will play with you well today." Dong Yin looked at Zi Chen and said calmly.
"Just in time, I also want to see the strength of the sixth-level pseudo-god." Zi Chen said.
However, as soon as he finished speaking, he attracted the attention of a series of cold eyes. Undoubtedly, the words "false god" made them feel extremely harsh.
Although they are not the Gods yet, they have always regarded themselves as Gods, servants of the Gods, and possess real magical skills. Although they are indeed false gods, they cannot be called false gods.
"I will make you look good." Dong Yin's eyes turned cold when he looked at Zi Chen, and his words became very cold.
"Then see you on the field."
The verbal exchange between the two ended here, and the audience from yesterday appeared today.
In addition to the dozen real gods in the stands, there were also many false gods who appeared and stood around the square to watch the battle. The number was much larger than yesterday.
Obviously, in their opinion, today's battle is something to watch.
"Whoosh!"
At this moment, another group of lights flew out from the high platform, sixteen in total, flying towards sixteen people.
Grabbing the ball of light, Zi Chen glanced at the number on it, which was number six. He silently remembered the number and glanced back at Dong Yin. If he expected it to be true, Dong Yin also had the same number.
Coincidentally, Dongyin also looked at Zichen coldly, which showed that he had the same guess in his heart.
"The competition begins!" An indifferent voice sounded from the high platform.
The two No. 1s came out, two sixth-level pseudo-gods, and they stepped onto the fighting stage.
The battle between the sixth level was undoubtedly very exciting, with various magical skills emerging one after another. Zi Chen, who was watching the battle, also had a certain understanding of the sixth level magical skills.
This battle lasted for a long time, but there was a time to decide the winner.
A sixth-level false god named Guan Gao won, but he himself was seriously injured. It can be said that the difference in combat power between the two is not big.
The two men stepped down from the fighting stage, and the two number twos came on the stage.
Then there are numbers three, four, and five.
During this period, Dolph Hill, Zi Chen, and Dong Yin have not yet been matched with an opponent.
Undoubtedly, everyone believed that Zi Chen would fight Dong Yin because it was arranged yesterday.
Dong Yin looked at Zi Chen and continued to sneer, while Zi Chen looked up at the battlefield. He was not familiar with the false gods, so he could take this opportunity to learn more about their methods.
At the end of the battle, one person fell off the platform and the other person won.
The victor was naturally happy. After saluting upward, he turned around and jumped off the platform.
Zi Chen looked at No. 6 in his hand, with a cold smile in his eyes, turned to look at Dong Yin, and stepped forward.
Dong Yin looked at Zi Chen and sneered, a look of astonishment appeared on his face, and then he looked down at his own light group number, with disbelief on his face.
"Come out, No. 6!"
Zi Chen looked at Dong Yin and said coldly.
"No. 6, are you No. 6?" Dong Yin raised his head, stared at Zi Chen, and then took out the number in his hand, and it turned out to be No. 7.
Obviously, their numbers are wrong.
Just when the two of them looked stunned, they heard a bitter voice coming from behind Zi Chen, "It's me No. 6."
Zi Chen turned around and saw Xuan Jun, the only level five pseudo-god in the field, who had already been defeated by Zi Chen once.
At this moment, the pseudo-god spectators around the square also looked astonished. This was extremely inconsistent with their expectations.
The gods sitting on the high platform saw a smile on their faces after seeing the changes in the expressions of the two people below. Especially after seeing the happy smile on the face of the goddess, the smiles on their faces
It is also becoming more and more intense.
Do you want to fight whoever you want?
What do you think this is?
You can fight if you want, just wait until you win.
Undoubtedly, this was a little prank, or God played a little joke on the two of them.
And Yi Qian also smiled happily after seeing Zi Chen's expression. It seemed that in her heart, Zi Chen was always so confident and had a unique understanding of things. Occasionally, he was miscalculated.
A very happy thing.
The numbers have been given out, and no one has the courage to exchange numbers in front of everyone. If the two of them want to fight, they can only wait until they both advance to the semi-finals.
So, Zi Chen put away his number and went up to the battlefield.
Xuanjun shook his head and smiled bitterly, then followed.
Looking at Xuanjun in front of him, Zi Chen said: "Do we still need to fight?"
Looking back at the surroundings, Xuanjun only had a wry smile. If he didn't fight, he would be losing face to the Gods, but it was obvious that he couldn't win with a fight, so he said with a wry smile: "Fight."
Zi Chen nodded and said, "That's fine, then that's what you mean."
After saying that, Zi Chen started to rush forward and punched Xuan Jun in the chest.
The speed of this blow was not fast, it could even be said to be very slow, so slow that Xuanjun could easily dodge it.
So, Xuanjun took two steps back, avoided the blow, and punched Zichen in the side.
The speed of this blow is also not fast, but the attack is very brilliant.
"Whoosh!"
Zi Chen dodged, and a more dazzling and brilliant attack appeared, like a rainbow hanging in the sky.
Xuanjun slashed forward with his palm, and a brilliant rainbow light also appeared, blocking Zichen's attack.
Zi Chen stood a little below his feet, and his figure rotated into the air. Pieces of light of energy spread out. This light simulated various lights of energy, which was very gorgeous.
"Whoosh!"
Xuanjun's feet were at the same point, and his body flew into the air. Various colorful light spots flew out from around his body, and even those light spots could be pieced together in mid-air to form various small beasts.
Looking at such a battle, everyone around was dumbfounded.
Is this a battle?
Is it really a battle?
Are you sure you're not joking?
In the stands, Yi Qian was giggling non-stop and was leaning forward and backward. She felt that Zi Chen was so funny like this.
Others around him were speechless, but the Lord was so happy that they couldn't say anything.
The other contestants were stunned. Such a competition was too perfunctory. It was just showing off.
The competition is no longer about combat power, but the brilliance and changeability of energy.
"Get down, get down quickly!"
"Get down!"
Undoubtedly, such a battle was not the battle they wanted, so everyone became angry.
"Whoosh!"
At this moment, a brilliant rainbow light fell on Xuanjun, entangled him, and took him off the battlefield.